There is a poem about loving snow.

1. What kind of poems about snow do you like?

Snow poems, such as:

1. What is life like everywhere? It should be like Feihong stepping on snow mud. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Nostalgia from Mianchi

2. Mei Xuxun's snow is white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. _ _ _ _ Lu Meipo's "Xuemei No.1"

3. In the past, snow was like a flower, but now it is like snow. _ _ _ _ Fan Yun's Bieshi

4. a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. _ _ _ _ Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

5, is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. _ _ _ _ Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home"

6. Snow is too late for spring, so it wears a courtyard tree as a flying flower. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's Chun Xue

7. Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The snow held the horse back. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Moving Left to Lan Guan to Show My Grandnephew Xiang"

8. and we chase them, with horses lightly burdened, and a burden of snow on our bows and our swords. _ _ _ _ Lu Lun's

9. The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's quatrains

1. There are people who have plum blossoms without snow and no spirit, and snow without poetry. _ _ _ _ Lu Meipo's "Xuemei II"

I hope it can help you. 2. I copied the ancient poems about snow. 1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. Tang 61 Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 2. If the winter is not cold, why do you see the cold in Yangchun Tang 61 Lu Wen's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan He Pavilion: harsh and bleak?

3. The cold weather is blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day. Tang Meng Jiao's "Bitter Cold" is called: The wind is like a roar.

4. Only then did I see a cloud like a cover on the ridge, and it was already shocking that the rock was snowing like dust. There are thousands of jade trees in a thousand peaks, and thousands of trees and pines in a thousand clouds. Tang 61 Yuan "South Qin Xue" 3. When the six flowers fly into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo become the Qiongzhi Tang 61 Gao Pian's "Dui Xue" six flowers: the snowflake is hexagonal, so it is called snowflake with "six flowers".

Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered like white jade because of snow. 4. I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. Tang Juyi's "Night Snow": "I have been stunned that the pillow is cold, and the window is bright again.

I know how heavy the snow is at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo breaking. " 5. Swirling the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost. 61 Li Shangyin wrote the scene of snowflakes flying in two sentences of "Two Poems on Snow".

6. All the springs are frozen, but I am even more bitter when I sing cold: the spring water is frozen and does not flow smoothly, which is described as sobs. Yin: Singing.

Tang 61 Liu Jia's "Ode to Bitter Cold": "All springs are frozen, and I sing cold more earnestly. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I don't feel covered with snow. "

7. Three million Yulong was defeated, and the broken bones were flying all over the sky. Jade Dragon: Describe flying snow. Broken scales: describe the snowflakes dancing like scales falling one after another.

Song 61 Hu Zai's previous episode of Tiaoxi Fishing Hidden Conghua 54 quoted Xiqing Poetry as Zhang Yuan's poem "Snow" 8. Jiangshan is not a thousand miles away in jathyapple, and heaven and earth are selfless. 61 Huang Geng's "Snow" jade: Yu Baixue. 9. The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountain is frozen without flowing clouds. 61 Hong Sheng's "Snow Watch" 1. The rain and snow are full, see the book of songs 61 Xiaoya 61 Corner Bow: the appearance of snow; When it comes to it, it is still "floating".

mm; The heat of the sun. Yue: auxiliary words have no real meaning.

11. The cold wind destroys the trees, and the frost settles the court. Lanhan 61. Ancient Poems Written by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife. 12. It's sad at the end of the year, and it's snowing in the sun. There is no hope in the ear, and it is clean and sad in the eyes: cold and cold.

Mimi: dark. H: Less.

in purpose: what the eyes see. Hao: White.

Jin 61 Tao Yuanming's work in mid-December at the age of Gui Mao and following his younger brother to respect the distance. 13. If catkins rise from the wind, Jin 61 Xie Daoyun's "Poem on Snow": "Where snow is like, if catkins rise from the wind, the air difference can be simulated." 14. The bright moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and mourns the Southern Song Dynasty. 61 Xie Lingyun's "Year of the Year" is windy: the north wind.

strength: fierce. Sadness: piercing.

15. Shocking the bamboo from the wind, opening the door is full of snow. Tang 61 Wang Wei's "Remembering Hu Jushi's Home in Winter Night": window. Wind scares bamboo: snow in the wind hits the bamboo, making a rustling sound.

16. I don't know whether the court is falling or not, but it is suspected that Lin Hua opened the court of Song Zhiwen's "Snow in the Garden" last night: snowflakes falling in the courtyard. 17. The underwater sound of ice swallowed, and the snow in the sand road was flat in Tang Dynasty 61. Liu Changqing rewarded Zhang Xia for his bitter and cold work on his way to the state on a snowy night. 18. A vine path was green, and there were ten thousand snow peaks and sunny Tang Dynasty. 61. Winter returned to the old mountain by Li Bai. 19. The white wind was cold, and the snowflakes were as big as hands. 61. Li Bai's Mocked Wang Liyang and refused to drink. 2. Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats, and they blew off Xuanyuantai Tang Dynasty.

21. Turbulent clouds and dusk, dancing in the snow, returning to the air: the whirling wind in Du Fu's Dui Xue. 22. Frosty and strict clothes are broken, and the fingers can't be straight. Tang 61 Du Fu's "From Beijing to Fengxian County, 5 words" pointed straight: the fingers were stiff.

23. Clouds and gulls dance more, the wind goes against the geese, and there is no line. Tang 61 Du Fu's "Sending the eldest grandson back to the state in winter night" has no line: it will not line up. 24. The cold weather urges the day to be short, and the wind and waves and clouds are flat. Tang 61 Du Fu's "Nostalgia for the Public Security County" 25. On the bamboo sparse in the setting sun, the remnant snow is scattered in the mountains. Tang 61 Han Han's "Chu Zhu Bookhouse Meeting Bi Shu Zi Qian Yuan Wailang makes the monarch" (a piece of Zhang Jishi) 26. Who cut and carved the snow on the flat land into this even ceiling? Tang 61 Han Yu's "Two Li Hua":

Who will cut and carve a pile of snow on the flat land into this smallpox? " Wang Sima and Yan Zhengzi from Fangzhou presented Tang Li Bai, a wanderer, to the southeast, so that he could adapt himself to Beijing.

floating in the clouds, suddenly returning to the northwest. I visited Dai yesterday, hoping to find this phase.

I'm worried about my face and make a new love, and I'll catch up with you at the end of the banquet. Yan Gong and Han Ting are old, and Shen Yu is rich in talent.

the price is heavy, and the sound is high and heavy on the door side. I would rather meet you here, and the Chinese pavilion will accompany you.

the snow is far away, and the cold city locks the spring scenery. My master looks forward to it, but I'm flying high.

feng shui is like seeing capital, so you can cast a pole to help the emperor. The sixth father of Xuefeng Ren Cheng returned to Beijing when his rank was full.

You see a crane on the sea, but it's like a quail in a cage. With the heart of heaven and earth alone, the floating clouds are my body.

although the hairpin is tied up, if you are close to Yanxia. Ji's father has a British style, and his eyebrows are extraordinary.

an official is a dream, and he will return to the western Qin dynasty. Duke Dou's feast was open to the public, and the literati came to realize it.

Yan song falls on Hu Yan, while Ying Qu returns to Yangchun. The horse is screaming, and the car is moving.

I hesitated and fell in love with these four people. When you leave the station, you will bid farewell to the empty hospitality.

when is the bamboo forest next to the infantry? Give Wang Liyang and Tang Li Bai a gift after getting drunk with snow. Don't be guilty of flying dragon scales, and don't braid tiger whiskers with your hands.

look at the past Runan city, where the immortal with white head hides the jade pot. Ziyou heard the wind and moved the window bamboo, and invited * * * to get green in the cup.

when the sun shines and the mountains are cloudy, the snow is flying and confusing. I don't care if there is wine in your family. Guests are happy to travel by candlelight.

Xie Shang can dance like an owl. Going across the river in the morning, I miss the bright moon building for thousands of miles.

My brother Yucheng slaughtered Tang Libai for Xue, but my brother Han didn't know about it last night in the Liang Garden. Looking at Yushu in front of the court, my heart is broken and I remember the branches.

Huaihai presented Fu Ai to the snow, and Tang Li Bai took a trip to the Bohai Sea from the wind. The sea tree becomes a spring, and the river sand is bright and bright.

Prosperity starts from Tunxi, thinking about it around the beam garden. Send you a song in Ying Zhong, and the song will be cut off.

On a snowy night in Qingxi, Qiupu, guests include Tang Libai, a partridge singer, wearing a monarch as my mink and a white jade pot for your monarch. When the snow wine goes out, I feel that the night is cold.

guests from Guiyang can sing partridges in the mountains. The breeze moves the window bamboo, and the more birds shout.

it's fun to enjoy this, so why bother with sheng and Yu. 3. Poems about snow

1. Smoke and dust invade the snow ridge, and drums and horns move the river. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's

2. I like Dongshan Mountain sunny and snowy, and the soft red light pours into Yinshan Mountain. _ _ _ _ Yang Wanli's Favorite Snow after Sunny Dongshan Mountain

3. Frozen clouds are all over the mountains, and the snow is bright and beautiful. _ _ _ _ Li Shimin's "Looking at the Snow"

4. There are fewer pedestrians at dusk, and the snow is deep in the mountains. _ _ _ _ Kong Pingzhong's

5. It's snowing in the west wind, so where can I repay you? _ _ _ _ Qi Ji's "The swordsman"

6. Plum blossoms scatter to the empty mountains, and snowflakes wear curtains at will. _ _ _ _ Wang Xu's "Seeing Plum Blossoms in Snow"

7. Last night, I fell asleep in Xipuyue. Fishing alone in Nanxi snow tonight. _ _ _ _ Hong Shi's "The Fisherman Proudly Leads, The Moon Water is Cold and the Wind is Strong"

8. The flowers are bright and the jade is off the snow, and the leaves are warm and the window is smoky. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Folding Willow

9. It's raining and snowing in Tao Tao on a winter night. _ _ _ _ Wang Yi's "Jiu Si"

1, the fairy jade Qiong Yao, little flowers, pieces of goose feathers. _ _ _ _ Xue Angfu's themoon Qu Xue 4. Poems about snow

"the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. (Cen Can, "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home")

"The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door." (Du Fu, "Jueju")

"I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow." (Li Bai, "it is hard to go")

"Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night. (Liu Changqing, Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow)

"a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow." (Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue)

"It's not snow from afar, because there is fragrance." (Wang Anshi, "Plum Blossom")

"It's a long day in Huang Yun, and geese and snow are blowing in the north wind." (Gao Shi, "Don't Be Big")

Wandering across the river, butterflies are flying in the sky.

cold waves sing songs, and the waves are comfortable and chic.

the silver flowers on the snow tree are burning with red lips and anger.

the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the winter moon is beautiful. 5. Poems describing snow, and indicating the author and source

1. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the day is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedong Da

2. and we chase them, with horses lightly burdened, and a burden of snow on our bows and our swords. _ _ _ _ Lu Lun's

3, Snow White is too late for spring, so she wears a courtyard tree as a flying flower. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's Chun Xue

4. Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The snow held the horse back. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Moving Left to Languan to Show My Grandnephew Xiang"

5. The window contains the snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's quatrains

6. In May, it snowed in the Tianshan Mountains, and there were no flowers but only cold. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Six Songs of the Sai Xia

7. I don't know that the recent splash started, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. _ _ _ _ Zhang said "Early Plum"

8. I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "it is hard to go I"

9. It's a terrible snowstorm in Chai Men. At this time, it's better to have children than nothing. _ _ _ _ Huang Jingren's "Farewell to the Old Mother"

1. Outside the snow gate, Qian Shan is green, and the flowers are sunny in February by the river. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's Song of Farewell to the West Lake in Spring. 6. Poems about "Snow"

Bai Xuege sent the martial judge back & gt； Cen Shen

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Wet Luo Mo scattered into the bead curtain, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.

bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, and the metal of armour congeals on the men.

the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed.

but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.

till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.

we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.

and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.

& lt； On seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan & gt； Zu Yong

see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds.

and a warm sky opening at the snow-line, while the town in the valley grows colder and colder.

Liu Fangping, Chun Xue

Flying snow with spring breeze, wandering around the air.

you look like a flower, and you are in the east of Luocheng.

& lt； Jiang Xue & gt； Liu Zongyuan

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint;

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

The ancients wrote a poem about the scenery:

"Looking at the floating in the snow, the jade peak rises,

Fuchiyama goes to the village, and people live in plum blossoms."

Bodhisattva Man (Li Qingzhao)

The sound of returning to Hong broke the clouds, and the smoke from the back window fell straight.

a phoenix shines at the bottom of a candle, but a woman with a head is better than a man with a head.

the sound of the horn urges the dawn to leak, and the dawn returns to the bull's-eye.

it is difficult to see flowers in spring, but the west wind keeps the old cold.

Shen Pei

The snow just floated outside the curtain, but the emerald incense still lingered.

sitting alone at night makes people feel tired and distant, and dreams are even more lonely.

quatrains (Du Fu in Tang Dynasty)

Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate.

"Xuemei" (two songs) Lu Meipo

Mei Xue refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.

Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance.

plum without snow is not spiritual, and snow without plum is not vulgar.

Sunset poems are snowy all day long, and they are very spring with Mei.

"On Hearing Dong Play the Flageolet

Li Qi, when this melody for the flageolet was made by Lady Cai, when long ago one by one she sang its eighteen stanzas.

even the Tartars were shedding tears into the border grasses, and the envoy of China was heart-broken, turning back home with his escort.

cold fires now of old battles are grey on ancient forts, and the wilderness is shadowed with white new-flying snow.

The Shang string is brushed before the horn feather, and the autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sorrowful] [sorrowful]

Master Dong, a master of the gods, demons come from the deep pine-wood and stealthily listen.

to music slow, then quick, following his hand, now far away, now near again, according to his heart.

a hundred birds from an empty mountain scatter and return, three thousand miles of floating clouds darken and lighten.

a wildgoose fledgling, left behind, cries for its flock, and a Tartar child for the mother he loves.

then river waves are calmed, and birds are mute that were singing.

and princess in Wusun tribes are homesick for her distant land, and out of the dust of Siberian steppes rises a plaintive sorrow.

suddenly the low sound leaps to a freer tune, like a long wind swaying a forest, a downpour breaking tiles.

a cascade through the air, flying over tree-tops, a wild deer calls to his fellows. He is running among the mansions.

in the corner of the capital by the Eastern Palace wall, phoenix Lake lies opposite the Gate of Green Jade.

but how can fame and profit concern a man of genius?, day and night I long for him to bring his lute again.

"a Song of Running-horse River in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition"

Author: Cen Can

I don't see you,

I'm traveling by the snow, and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.

this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures and that downward, headlong, follow the wind.

in spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump, west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather and o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.

keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons! and while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife.

and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs, freezing a pattern of five-flower coins and your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice.

has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart and you will have no more need of an actual battle!, military adviser Simon, are present at the ceremony.